In My Desperate Time

Tonight no one books the whole pub, so there are many people. Frances sits alone in the same private room, having a drink.

From 9 p.m. when he came till 2 a.m. when I get off work, he sit there still. If he doesn’t look at me some times, I can hardly feel his existence. As he doesn’t come over, I feel both relieved but somehow lost. After putting on the casual clothes, I plan to leave from the rare door. After stepping out, I run into Frances Louis.

I am surprised how he appears here in such a short time. Only pub employees have access to the rare door, so he should have left from the pub’s front door and then arrived here waiting for me. As it’s a long distance. I wonder whether he can teleport.

I push him impatiently and walk forward. “What are you doing here?”

“Of course I am waiting for you.” The man follows me unhurriedly. The path to my residence is not far, only about 1km. Usually I would go back alone.

a while, he says like a meddlesome elder person, “It’s very dangerous for a girl like you

would get me nervous, but now his care makes me sick. “It’s none of your

the most dangerous people should be him. As I am not afraid of him, how can I fear other

until I stop outside my residence. I don’t want to conceal my address, but it doesn’t mean I want

loudly. My private part still hurts. If I allow him

as you wish.” Frances raises his eyebrows and chuckles. He seems not to

my eyes, taking out my phone from the bag to call 110 immediately. “Hello, there is a hooligan following me along

before Frances. With mouth